I was not ready for more but again not even in a position to resist as I seem to have lost all my energy to Amit. I did as directed by him and he went...behind me and started entering his cock in my ass. This time, it was not as difficult but as he started ramming, the pain persisted. This time, there was no pillow to bury my face and I was not able to control my loud moans & screams. Realizing that some one outside might hear if continued this way, he took his cock out and came back in a few. Since there's been not a big house we all use to sleep in the same room, with me & aunt on floor & uncle on bed. That use to be the most wonderful hrs for when me and sharing the same floor. I sometimes try get near to aunt without awakening her and reach her boobs and slowly try to press them taking care that she is not awake this use to a daily routine of my at night, but one when pressing her boobs she just caught her hand over mine and slowly moved mine away. She turned away; facing her. She turned to Brenda and gave her the news. There has been too much healing already and she didn't think it would be wise to take it apart. She explained the doing so might leave her disfigured and even if not there would be a major loss of sensitivity. "If you came in a few days ago Brenda, I may have been able to give you your penis back, but those hernia patches you say they put in are not removable so your testicles are gone forever. Also, with that tattoo you could never go back to being. Twas a totally unexpected event so obviously put me into a ‘what pair of shoes/sandals/boots do I wear?’ quandary. Finally went with the 4′ spiky boots. Turned out to be a good choice, as I love the way they clickety-click and the heels slightly bend and spring, adding to the click, as I walk. Yep walked my feet off around the Angel. Oh and lunch, we settled for a superb Thai £5 eat all you want lunch. Excellent! Got home and took the boots off. So proud was I that I’d had them on my feet for.